tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67887069883703645282024-03-05T12:51:38.742-08:00Annabel the ActressI am 12, living a happy life, and trying to fulfill my dream of singing and actingAnnabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.comBlogger77125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-62948520413547813312012-10-03T11:09:00.002-07:002012-10-03T11:09:47.971-07:00NEW BLOGI'm NO LONGER posting on this blog. here's my <a href="http://glympsesofimagination.blogspot.com/">new blog</a>. It's way awesomer, so please check it out! :")Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-88019216604596680082011-07-10T13:47:00.000-07:002011-07-10T13:47:05.476-07:00Paris Photos<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn7NT90PorM0haUJZ1s0xmo_3nTeynTrX1WOBIJBbgj1HaNQeRcS8SLk8lK_4B0VxZZB4I90uDCPd0ioHdB3BhzyrvNd4lTTKEyO1DSR_A555zbcBQWoNspsb_uNem4VXwEMn3xLJlTI28/s1600/IMG_0174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn7NT90PorM0haUJZ1s0xmo_3nTeynTrX1WOBIJBbgj1HaNQeRcS8SLk8lK_4B0VxZZB4I90uDCPd0ioHdB3BhzyrvNd4lTTKEyO1DSR_A555zbcBQWoNspsb_uNem4VXwEMn3xLJlTI28/s400/IMG_0174.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Best food I've ever tasted.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Jya04Jn6ZQ9o980vv0ClXplp3he9s8Le83duMOHE4t9ifUT0g20pge64FQOwtfvHmc1D94kju8nxzCL5Ojt32HbVHUh6OV6v35VzZ5HHwy80BmyI7o2x3m02Q5LNFV3g_9intQoEx3aa/s1600/DSC_0079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Jya04Jn6ZQ9o980vv0ClXplp3he9s8Le83duMOHE4t9ifUT0g20pge64FQOwtfvHmc1D94kju8nxzCL5Ojt32HbVHUh6OV6v35VzZ5HHwy80BmyI7o2x3m02Q5LNFV3g_9intQoEx3aa/s400/DSC_0079.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Even better viewAnnabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-42439569407390124182011-06-05T10:24:00.000-07:002011-06-05T10:24:34.289-07:00L.A.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Right now, I'm in a inn room. I have nothing to do, but I'm havin' fun! Tomorrow, we start our three day acting camp! We are just kind of getting settled in. Let me show you a picture, of L.A., just to refresh your little brain. :)<br />
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This time, we're visiting Paris and Annecy in France, and Pisa and Cinque Terre in Italy (not Venice, sadly).<br />
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Anyway, I'm going to try and start blogging again.<br />
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Farewell, peoples of the world and beyond.Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-85064153545802224612011-02-09T00:12:00.000-08:002011-02-13T14:00:05.187-08:00Corner View~My Favorite ActorMy favorite actor is Julie Andrews. She's been my acting and singing idol for a long time. Some of my favorite movies of hers are: The Sound of Music, Princess Diaries, and Princess Diaries 2.<br />
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Julie Andrews started singing when she was a kid, like me! :) She started performing at an older age, but still, she acted and sang! Just like me. Her voice is so smooth. It never cracks. <br />
She is also good at a lot of different kind of acting: Drama, Comedy, Being proper, Being fun.<br />
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Anyway my point is that she inspires me, and one day I hope to be like her. :)Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-7743392961372438872011-02-02T22:49:00.000-08:002011-02-02T22:52:28.140-08:00Corner View~Evening SkyI'm sorry. These are from Google images. I was <i>really</i> busy with my stupid homework today and don't have time to take pictures of the evening sky. I hope you like the ones I picked out, though:<br />
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That tradition hasn't really changed, except that I don't wake up Sky (she'd kill me!) :)<br />
We spend the whole morning playing with our new toys. And no, me, a 12-year-old does not play with train sets and dolls. First of all, it's modern toys (remote control cars, trading cards) and second--oh never mind. I guess I do "play." Lets face it :) We have lunch. We're not one of those families who eats Christmas dinner at 3:00. We "play" some more. Maybe have a little family time.<br />
Then we bake and cook (unless we're going to a friends house for dinner, which we sometimes do. We spend the rest of the winter holidays wishing we could have Christmas all over again, but at the same time, feeling satisfied.Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-46144358719692580242010-12-14T23:54:00.000-08:002011-01-20T15:37:05.215-08:00Corner View~Traditions<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimyhNO__kKzeTeztuQvqB29ApIfAbfaKOXrBUTdJUkQrHx8I3bS7AIg6q-VoCMSiuNNo7ob_btIh5C252FPhEsIgU9ZiZUodtpyzc1N9eouIzlctgLkgBN-JwDdOyQFPEMpOh5BhxgEg84/s1600/DSC_1771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimyhNO__kKzeTeztuQvqB29ApIfAbfaKOXrBUTdJUkQrHx8I3bS7AIg6q-VoCMSiuNNo7ob_btIh5C252FPhEsIgU9ZiZUodtpyzc1N9eouIzlctgLkgBN-JwDdOyQFPEMpOh5BhxgEg84/s320/DSC_1771.JPG" width="212" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmS1bF8C8y0Z_1Lkal9kGgT0geDh0ewqOpXWZ1OOjaNBDMlrphp0W6x1QZ_rHq0KHNgoV6-6eyeGcXa-gUAQHvB8hNgJNrJxE7LLk-MBRO4gknGBicfUetw3NiUscp0DO2Ed6TP9SldJYb/s1600/DSC_1912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="237" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmS1bF8C8y0Z_1Lkal9kGgT0geDh0ewqOpXWZ1OOjaNBDMlrphp0W6x1QZ_rHq0KHNgoV6-6eyeGcXa-gUAQHvB8hNgJNrJxE7LLk-MBRO4gknGBicfUetw3NiUscp0DO2Ed6TP9SldJYb/s320/DSC_1912.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Since I was 6 1/2, Skylar and I have sang and played guitar at an ashram in front of a pretty big crowd every summer. We also liked to play for relatives and friends. Skylar stills plays the guitar, but I usually just sing. I sing for friends and relatives all the time whenever they come over. I love singing. It gives me such a happy feeling that I never want to stop. It's the same feeling that I get right before I open my presents on my birthday.Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-19030620998555101952010-12-07T23:51:00.000-08:002010-12-07T23:52:07.073-08:00Corner View~Improvising<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqLjGd0UtHVUlO-pRRpy6QEotzBFFSNQIId4lLwNwg4fJaQxBZPZKP-RglPKQ-5amdwAJKCWu0gC8IyuxzkHPc61Y6IURmqQUmLRgkvnjkCpTvOd8kSMpeaNPjJLQn3Zn_1Ae_xBT_joM3/s1600/Spring+2009+1102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqLjGd0UtHVUlO-pRRpy6QEotzBFFSNQIId4lLwNwg4fJaQxBZPZKP-RglPKQ-5amdwAJKCWu0gC8IyuxzkHPc61Y6IURmqQUmLRgkvnjkCpTvOd8kSMpeaNPjJLQn3Zn_1Ae_xBT_joM3/s320/Spring+2009+1102.jpg" width="320" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Recently my dad has taught me to improvise with the scales on piano. It's basically like doing harmonies on the piano (for those of you folks who don't know what the heck I am talking about). For a while, okay maybe like 5 years, I was kind of out of my piano phase. But this harmonic scale has really gotten me back into it. It's beautiful. It's like an orchestra you can control with just a light touch of your finger.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Since I am an actress and a musician I'd like to also talk about another kind of improvisation. In acting improvisation is very important. If you mess up in front of a live audience you have to ad lib, which means to improvise. When you make a speech you should never memorize it, you should just memorize ideas. You do this because if you memorize the speech and you forget it, it will be a disaster. If you just memorize ideas it will be like a conversation with the audience. I learned this today in home school.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Later, my peeps!</div>Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-12618743811404816202010-11-30T21:14:00.000-08:002010-11-30T23:23:35.314-08:00Corner View~Rain<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvckUK6ixva7GrkkVL9VrQohJnAEx9WLjj5XtiYb6Ksto2xOfRM7NhY4vBJfXvZTraIFcuDpo-lKzCIMtUl07IzKnfuoxvKqOjSZZwWM_hSyhnPWZgsQx9kQyuBM1Idhj3hZtNngFzl3LC/s1600/images-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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I was just practicing this morning. There are techniques and forms and Korean language. And the necessary knowledge keeps expanding for every belt. The belt order goes like this: White, yellow, orange, purple, green, blue, red, brown, candidate, black. Then there's black with up to nine stripes. And there are so much requirements for each stripe, that it counts as it's own belt. My main instructor/master, a black belt with six stripes, and her husband (yeah, that's right! She's a girl! girls rule!) run the dojang (translation: training hall). They're strict enough but hardly strict at all, compared to a lot of martial art teachers. In fact, they're super nice and not strict compared to anybody. With them in my life, I'm sure to achieve my black belt.Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-65613224853021493672010-11-17T00:11:00.000-08:002010-11-17T10:40:38.924-08:00Corner View~Anything Goes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIIM-bNyaJSyuId2dB24LiBANIDeUYPCLreeoAam1tXqbAtN1uSyHxxTSobzYWfRSd-Ri4PfabQBzoSeTWlSgRWgVOWaTcTdInbqLo7CRSiXRSuU6jObHNSsNq32xSI-lipAiWY0GFbyNK/s1600/DSC_0138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIIM-bNyaJSyuId2dB24LiBANIDeUYPCLreeoAam1tXqbAtN1uSyHxxTSobzYWfRSd-Ri4PfabQBzoSeTWlSgRWgVOWaTcTdInbqLo7CRSiXRSuU6jObHNSsNq32xSI-lipAiWY0GFbyNK/s400/DSC_0138.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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This is a great day to do anything goes because I just did a play tonight (definitely something worth writing about). It was called "Ernie's Incredible Illucinations" by Alan Ayckbourn. It is a story about a boy who imagines things and they come true. He goes with his parents to the doctor to get a diagnosis and tells him some very weird examples, which we had to act out. Finally, to prove to the doctor that this is real, Ernie makes the doctor get caught in an illucination himself. <br />
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I wasn't a main character but I did have one major monologue. Here it is (and this is without looking at my script just to show I know it). (I'm playing a barker at a fair.)<br />
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"Just about to start ladies and gentlemen! A heavy-weight boxing bout, featuring the one and only unofficial challenger for the heavy-weight championship of the world, kid Saracen. The kid will be fighting this afternoon for the very first time. A demonstration contest against the new sensation from Seattle, Eddie, 'Grinder' Edwards. In addition ladies and gentlemen, the kid is offering a hundred dollars - yes - a hundred dollars to any challeger who manages to last three three-minute rounds."<br />
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I had some other parts too, though. I had a great time, and almost the whole cast went and got ice cream, afterward. I made some new friends, within the cast. It was really fun, and I hope I get to do another play soon.Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-18529101729336161862010-11-10T23:42:00.000-08:002010-11-10T23:42:53.726-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfZAO6CqUi7Rr28DzyRK8Fkz8AMZUCuYcJ47-vEB7w71XhluEksoR2abAr7LBtwdPuslHa52t5c3dyA9YVJLtQ9lOxllqV3qjo6LhMtOtzuAyfUFjiC83DR6ssVmateWiZX-Xj-6dX_bzp/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfZAO6CqUi7Rr28DzyRK8Fkz8AMZUCuYcJ47-vEB7w71XhluEksoR2abAr7LBtwdPuslHa52t5c3dyA9YVJLtQ9lOxllqV3qjo6LhMtOtzuAyfUFjiC83DR6ssVmateWiZX-Xj-6dX_bzp/s1600/images.jpg" /></a></div><br />
I honestly don't really like fall very much. First of all where we live the leaves don't even fall so we don't get to jump in leaves or anything. Second of all, fall is when I go back to school. Not that I don't like learning or the school year, but it's hard to go from fun summer days to extreme homework issues. I mean I barely had time to write the corner view today 'cause I had to finish up a report. (So that's why I'm doing this late. It ain't my fault, I didn't ask for extreme homework!) But I guess in some places the fall is pretty. Here it's a little cooler in the morning and we get more clouds, but that's all.Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-49159385938966049082010-11-02T23:22:00.000-07:002011-02-09T00:07:43.948-08:00Corner View~Famous<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWn0Q-5-HM82jubJ5h9SUbK0yUhssiG1FxA19bgFzHoIS0pVuHbySTfUyHi3JNEoe_Ha3oK_6a21kkz-PIY1REllwigXcgzFJARWYoJzxe9ide5qCN6HiS9znjuDm1TNN4JOJYXdggMyTm/s1600/DSC_0018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWn0Q-5-HM82jubJ5h9SUbK0yUhssiG1FxA19bgFzHoIS0pVuHbySTfUyHi3JNEoe_Ha3oK_6a21kkz-PIY1REllwigXcgzFJARWYoJzxe9ide5qCN6HiS9znjuDm1TNN4JOJYXdggMyTm/s320/DSC_0018.jpg" width="208" /></a></div>This summer we went to LA. We went to the walk of fame on Hollywood Blvd. I was really excited because I was going to see Michael Jackson's star and Julie Andrews' star. Julie Andrews is one of my favorite actresses. She has inspired me. Here is a picture of me next to her star. I hope I get to be an actress someday and have my own star!Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-76777109827874606922010-10-27T00:38:00.000-07:002010-11-02T13:51:12.493-07:00Corner View~PonderingI like to think. A lot. I'm a big thinker so this is a good topic for me. I think about bad stuff. Everyone does. It's human nature. But I also think about good stuff.<br />
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Honestly, what's on my mind half the time is fun stuff like Pokemon and video games, because I'm a kid.<br />
<div><div>Kids should be kids. And most kids' lives are all about fun.</div></div> But sometimes I go into creative spurts, and get new ideas for a new book. Or just for the book I'm writing. I think about my acting career, and where my life is taking me. I think about the people suffering in India and Africa, and all the cruelty in the world and it makes me sad. I think about all of the universe's mysteries and what is the meaning of life. Are we all just an illusion? God's dream? If so, do any of our desires even matter? I think in bed a lot. I'm not a person who falls asleep quickly.<br />
Thinking is a beautiful thing. You can imagine anything you want. Anything in the world. There's no law against it. You are free, in your mind. That is, if you know how to control it. My dad tells me that your mind can be your friend or your enemy. Your servant, or your boss. Your mind can drive you crazy, or it can turn you into a spiritual master. My mind is not very controlled yet. I have a weird fear, and sometimes, when I start to think, <i>Oh, this fear is about to come true, </i>my mind makes me more and more worried, until I start to believe it. But then, if I get distracted, I start to feel fine, and I realize it was just my mind playing tricks on me. I hope your mind is your servant.Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-22724933357322726482010-10-25T12:33:00.000-07:002010-10-25T21:48:07.042-07:00Corner View~Holiday Part 3Here's part <a href="http://annabeltheactress.blogspot.com/2010/10/corner-viewholiday-part-1.html">1</a>, and <a href="http://annabeltheactress.blogspot.com/2010/10/corner-viewholiday-part-2.html">2</a> for those of you who have not read them.<br />
We also went to Future World, which is like the Disney Land of France, but for my last entry of this corner view, I'm going to focus on Venice.<br />
When we arrived, I was in shock. It was so beautiful. So un-polluted. There were no cars. Not one. There were plenty of boats, and we took a taxi boat to our hotel. We settled in. The next few days were a blur. I remember walking everywhere. Going to little far away towns to buy little home made glass knickknacks for a high, tourist rip-off price. (But hey, we were tourist's!) Half the time, we spent eating, or-at least, I wish we had! We would go to a restaurant every night. There was the best spaghetti I ever tasted. There was lasagna, with hardly any marinara sauce, so it was like cheesy pasta. There was buttered spinach and <br />
raw salmon (which my dad said was great, but I <b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>did not</i> </span></b>try. I could keep on going, but I might flood your house by making your mouth water so much.<br />
So bye, bye until tomorrow when there's corner view again!Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-8423847096834513612010-10-21T19:22:00.000-07:002010-10-24T01:05:55.996-07:00Skylar Tribute<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtMOhWo0y9N2DInM0YJ3EVYeHHIUk_JQS8eb7-PUDsh11p3BcOZ-oJqB8XM5uar4jL5q6bvE2vbkVWp-lvVidUbKu4GZzrlVyITSfGbSy4Ms1AgEL0XEIO1OmcGuBVRV7OnjGo4woh18Io/s1600/CCI00002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="228" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtMOhWo0y9N2DInM0YJ3EVYeHHIUk_JQS8eb7-PUDsh11p3BcOZ-oJqB8XM5uar4jL5q6bvE2vbkVWp-lvVidUbKu4GZzrlVyITSfGbSy4Ms1AgEL0XEIO1OmcGuBVRV7OnjGo4woh18Io/s320/CCI00002.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;">Skylar and I when we were little</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"> I was just browsing on YouTube, and I was looking at a <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fzBdPxXkq90&feature=related">video/song</a> that Skylar wrote and recorded when she was seven, and I was shrouded in memories of our childhood. I remember her doing that, but back then 7 hadn't seemed like "young" to me. In fact, I was about 5 so it seemed old. She's 14 now and I'm 11. I realized how talented she is for a 7 year old to write something like that. Actually I should say some things. She recorded a CD with 6 or so songs when she was 7, and has been recording CDs ever since. Now she has recorded 3 amazing CDs and is working on a 4th.</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Skylar is very talented at music and at being a good sister. When I was little, we used to play together all the time. We went to the same school usually, so we spent every second together. She always helps me with my homework, even now! We made up a game with dolls that even now we still play it!</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Yes, Skylar and I are very close--but we're not perfect, so we fight sometimes. When we are in a fight it makes me sad and uncomfortable. My sister is a big part of my life, and helps keep me grounded. But the good news is, when we do fight, we always make up within a few hours, because we're sisters, and we love each other!</div><br />
<span id="goog_1605570396"></span><span id="goog_1605570397"></span>Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-84154436830436281342010-10-21T19:20:00.000-07:002010-10-24T01:03:21.822-07:00Corner View~Holiday Part 2If you have not read part one and want to here it <a href="http://annabeltheactress.blogspot.com/2010/10/corner-viewholiday-part-1.html">is</a>.<br />
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After Paris, we went to Sarlat (another part of France).<br />
We stayed at an old couple's house (on the top floor and they stayed on the bottom.) While Paris had been wizzy, 'cause it was in the City, Sarlat was in the country, with old fashioned towns. The house we were staying at was near a forest, with a garden. We were in complete nature. It was wonderful! We went out to dinner some of the nights, and the food was (duh!) heavenly. The kitchen was old fashioned, with honey, hot cacao, and walnuts and a walnut cracker. We were allowed to use and eat it all. One night mom and dad went out to dinner and Sky babysat. One day our car broke down, conveniently in the middle of nowhere, where no one spoke English, so for a while, we couldn't get anyone to help (not a fun day).<br />
Overall, we had a great time!Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-79543832101097498552010-10-20T23:07:00.000-07:002010-10-20T23:07:52.843-07:00HalloweenHalloween is coming up soon. In case any of the people from Europe are reading this post, it's an american holiday where you dress up in a costume. Most people dress up like monsters or ghosts, and some people pt scary decorations on there houses. Kids come from door to door in their costumes. And the adults give the kids candy. (Begging for candy? Now that's my kind of holiday!)<br />
I, however, am not dressing up as something scary (I never do). I'm going as piper McLean. She's a book character from the follow-up series of well known, Percy Jackson. The heroes of Olympus. The first book, The Lost Hero, just came out. I've almost finished it. I also convinced Shawn to go as Leo, another mane character in the series. Piper has a power called charmspeaking, which makes people listen to you. So maybe on Halloween, I can get everyone to give me their candy. Who knows? Leo is a sort of fire bender. He can crete fire with his hands. He is also inhumanly good at mechanics. like he can take a few nails and bolts and stuff out of his pocket, absentmindedly, and create a toy helicopter that totally works!<br />
Anyway, I'll have a good Halloween charmspeaking people into giving me all their candy.<br />
Bye!Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-18647923013553980462010-10-20T18:03:00.000-07:002010-10-20T18:03:30.004-07:00Corner View~Holiday Part 1I'm going to write about the coolest vacation I've ever had. Now, I take a couple or few month vacation every summer with my family. We usually visit friends and family, which is all great, but one time, we went to Europe. I know some of you Corner View folks live in Europe, so your probably like, "Yeah, so? Big deal!" But for us this was awesome.<br />
First we went to Paris. We stayed in a tiny little apartment with little hot water in the shower, next to a roaring city full of traffic....But we hardly noticed any of that stuff 'cause we were having such an awesome time.<br />
Here's all the good things:<br />
1. Our apartment was right next to an ice cream shop<br />
2. Every morning, dad would go out to a pastry shops and get us croissants, baguettes, and sometimes sugary pastries for breakfast.<br />
3. Every day we would go out and see national monuments (such as the Eiffel Tower), or go to parks or just go around the city.<br />
4. Every night we would go out to a restauraunt and eat food that made us think <i>Oh my God! I'm never going to taste something as good as that in my life! </i>But then the next day, the next restaurant would top it. Then we would walk around and get pastries or gelato.<br />
5. We walked a lot which was fun (and also--eh em--balanced out the extra few pounds we were gaining because the food was so good we couldn't get enough of it)<br />
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We only stayed in Paris for a little while--5 or so days. But it was one of the most amazing experiences, I ever had.<br />
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Throughout the week, I'm going to keep telling you about my trip to Europe (that was only one part) so stay tuned!Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-76328051882747646192010-10-12T18:36:00.000-07:002010-10-12T18:39:51.630-07:00Corner View~Green<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhENo8qNxGOj2mcwwu84bo9xT5qs6H6je9l66gItSoWYKsPoYsiu6TAXt8gX3h5fLQBG4oQT1rtWSrt5D-dHPNwxhnZkfAlTmNq281kl01cMoQ1sUGYUYqxg_I9743cV3GsmVMygz_kzoCZ/s1600/DSC_0060.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhENo8qNxGOj2mcwwu84bo9xT5qs6H6je9l66gItSoWYKsPoYsiu6TAXt8gX3h5fLQBG4oQT1rtWSrt5D-dHPNwxhnZkfAlTmNq281kl01cMoQ1sUGYUYqxg_I9743cV3GsmVMygz_kzoCZ/s400/DSC_0060.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">I care very much about the earth and I'm very concerned. With so much pollution and cutting down of trees, the earth is very much out of balance. There's global warming and animal hunting. Some animals are on the brink of extinction. There is one type of leopard that there are only 35 left in the world. It's extremely sad.</div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: left;">I sang a song by Michael Jackson called "Earth Song" on YouTube. Here's a link: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PRgLQke-1Dc">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PRgLQke-1Dc</a></div><div style="text-align: left;">I love this earth, and I hope humans can get it together in time.....</div><div style="text-align: left;">But lately, there's been more hope. More people are starting to be aware and do things like recycle and plant trees. My family recycles, composts, reuses glass jars and bags, and does whatever else we can to help the earth. I hope this earth has a good future.</div>Annabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189525749105117471noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6788706988370364528.post-8229900719279223882010-10-06T01:34:00.000-07:002010-10-06T01:34:58.485-07:00Corner View~Orange<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">This picture was taken in Paris.</div><br />
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I always use humor. My whole blog is pretty much based on humor.<br />
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Here's one of the funniest things I've ever seen from youtube. Now be patent, 'cause it gets funnier. <br />
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